Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1595
"boom!"

Above the sky, the majestic Yuan force suddenly spread out, sweeping like a flood, almost covering the sky and blocking out the sun, and it actually pushed back the thick fog a lot.

"Haha, today my Green Gang will completely sink that stone list." The person headed by the Green Gang, that is, Peng Yuan laughed wildly, and a long spear suddenly pierced out in his hand, pointing at Qin Chuan.

At the same time, there were a few violent shouts, and a big battle broke out completely.

Above the sky, Zhu Ming held the scarlet long knife, with a deep and cold luster shining on it, obviously it was a high-grade spirit treasure.

The scattered blade light cut the air, making a frightening sound of breaking the wind.

His cold gaze fixed on Mo Xian, and with a flash of his figure, he slashed at Mo Xian with a volley.

"call out!"

The scarlet sword glow immediately surged, as if it was about to split the space, and enveloped Mo Xian.

The glow of the knife grew bigger and bigger in the depths of Mo Xian's eyes. At this moment, several knife marks that he had seen along the way appeared in his mind.

Obviously, those knife marks came from Zhu Mingzhi.

Through those knife marks, Mo Xian had a little understanding of Zhu Ming's knife skills.

I saw him avoiding the domineering sword light with a movement of his figure, and at the same time, his figure appeared in front of Zhu Ming like lightning, and then he punched out.

"Looking for death!" Seeing that Mo Xian was fighting with him with his bare hands, Zhu Ming yelled, and immediately withdrew the bloody long knife in his hand, and slashed at Mo Xian's wrist in an incomparably mysterious way.

"Unfortunately, I have already seen through your sword skills." Mo Xian sneered, and the fist that he punched suddenly changed its trajectory, avoiding Zhu Ming's long sword in an inconceivable way, and hit him precisely on the chest.

"I forgot to tell you, two-star Martial Emperor may not be enough for me." Mo Xian grinned, Zhu Ming's strength was indeed much stronger than He Qi, and he was about to step into the three-star Martial Emperor realm.

Coupled with good knife skills, it is indeed difficult to deal with.

However, his current strength is also rising.

"Boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, Zhu Ming flew upside down.

Under normal circumstances, even if he was hit by a one-star Martial Emperor, he would not feel this way.

But at this moment, he felt that half of his body was paralyzed, and he could hardly move.

"Hmph, speak out wild words!" Zhu Ming circulated Yuanli to forcefully drive away the numbness, then he suddenly raised his figure, and at the same time he slashed down several times.

"Shhhh..."

Amidst the sharp sound of breaking the wind, a column of blood shot up from Zhu Ming's body, it was really extremely fierce.

Mo Xian's expression changed, he held the ghost bell with both hands, and immediately threw it out.

"Boom!"

Like a meteorite colliding, Mo Xian's figure immediately flew upside down, feeling like the tiger's mouth would be shattered.

This is the disadvantage of the great difference in realm. If you want to win, you have to exchange blood.

Seeing this, Lin Zhong's complexion not far away changed, and he immediately said, "Mo Xian, hold on for a while, and I'll help you after I finish him off."

Mo Xian's realm is really too low. Even with many means, it is undoubtedly too difficult to defeat a strong man who is about to be promoted to the three-star Martial Emperor.

"Hehe, thank you very much, but I don't need it yet, it's just a small role." Mo Xian smiled lightly, and the ghost bell in his hand suddenly became bigger, like a mountain peak, and threw it at Zhu Ming.

"Watch me smash your spiritual treasure!" Hearing Mo Xian's slightly mocking words, Zhu Ming became even more furious. With a roar, the color of the bloody knife in his hand became extremely dark, and the blood around him became even more intense. up.

"Blood Sea Overlord Sword, Blood Wheel Slash!"

Amidst the roar, the blade light turned into a blood-colored light wheel, and around the disc, there were jagged teeth like canine teeth. During the rapid rotation, it cut out some traces in the space.

Mo Xian's hand printed a change, and immediately above the ghost howling clock, a strong light lit up, and it became much heavier in an instant, colliding fiercely with the blood-colored light wheel.

The shock wave visible to the naked eye immediately spread away, and Mo Xian's body shook violently, but he didn't retreat at all.

The bloody disc spun crazily, bringing out thousands of dazzling sparks, as if it was about to tear apart the Ghost Howling Bell.

Mo Xian frowned slightly, and immediately clenched his hands into fists, attacking alternately.

"Dong dong dong..."

The fierce fist wind landed on the ghost howling bell, and immediately there was a dull bell ringing.

Zhu Ming suddenly felt his ears buzzing, and his mind went blank for a moment.

In the next instant, the bloody light wheel was shattered away.

Mo Xian seized the opportunity, hugged the ghost bell in a flick of his body, and then slammed at Zhu Ming extremely fiercely.

Zhu Ming came back to his senses in an instant, and immediately saw the huge ghost howling bell hitting him. He broke out in a cold sweat and drew his knife to block it.

On the other side, the battle between the four of Qin Chuan was also very stalemate, and it might not be a short-term matter to decide the winner.

They all knew in their hearts that the members of the Qing Gang might just be delaying time.

This also means that they should be successful soon, and by then, it may be too late.

"Boom!"

At this time, there was a sudden loud noise between the heaven and the earth, and that kind of powerful fluctuation made everyone feel distracted for a while, and subconsciously looked over.

But it was Mo Xian holding the ghost whistle bell, and smashed it on Zhu Ming's figure with incomparable ferocity.

This blow was full of Mo Xian's own power, as well as the power of the seventh-grade Lingbao Ghost Bell. The sound of the collision made everyone's teeth ache.

Zhu Ming's figure immediately flew upside down, spraying several mouthfuls of blood while still in the air.

It can be seen that there is a blood hole on his chest, obviously injured by Mo Xian's finger.

"Mo Xian's strength is incredible!" Seeing this, Qin Chuan and the others couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Their realm is much higher than that of Mo Xian, but in the current situation, Mo Xian has a tendency to end the battle early.

"Damn it!" Zhu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Mo Xian with anger.

He was about to be promoted to the Three Star Martial Emperor Realm, but now he was so embarrassed by Mo Xian, it really made him lose face.

"Zhu Ming, you trash, don't you want that imperial blood ginseng?" Peng Yuan roared angrily. Now that he was fighting Qin Chuan, he didn't dare to get too distracted, and immediately shifted his gaze to Qin Chuan.

Hearing the name "Huang Xue Ginseng", Zhu Ming's eyes lit up immediately.

This emperor's blood ginseng is a good thing, and it was something he had been begging for so hard to help him enter the three-star Martial Emperor Realm, but he had to wait until this matter.

"Hmph, do you think that's all my strength is?" Zhu Ming looked at Mo Xian with a smirk, and a bloody array suddenly appeared under his feet.

The blood-colored array was slowly rotating, emitting extremely astonishing fluctuations.

But the strange thing is that his complexion suddenly froze at this moment, and he lowered his head to look at his chest in disbelief. At some point, it was pierced by a sharp knife.

The ferocious energy on this sharp blade had already crushed his heart.

(End of this chapter)